Ch.10-J is for journal
I want to thanks those reading and reviewing. You guys are the best. I'm really tired, but I'm gonna try to get all the way up to M tonight, since I'm done with that chapter and about to start on N. But I'm tired. I was at a barn(Yes, it IS cold where I am and snowing) for five hours with four kids(One soon left to go home) and two of them, while the other was riding and my mom was watching, were trying to use my gloves and CD player as ransom to let me give them my DS so they could play it, to which I refused. But at the end, I got to go to McDonald's and it was the play thing one! ^^ So that made my day all the better. I am NEVER gonna have kids and NEVER gonna go with my mom to the barn with them again. *Sigh* Okay, I'm done ranting, so you can read the story. R and R, please.
Warning: This chapter contains: Sappy Zexion, a few lines from Teardrops on my guitar by Taylor Swift, which I don't own, and abuse of coke.
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Humor/romance
Sum: Zexion always kept a journal of what he did daily. Too bad Demyx found it and spoiled his secret.
Zexion kept his own journal just like Roxas had his own.
He didn't know why he had it. He just did.
And when he wasn't reading, he was writing in it. Jotting down all that he had done that day. His mission, the book he had read, the food he had eaten, and how his secret crush was doing.
Yes. Zexion had a crush as much as he hated to admit it.
He was head-over-heels for a certain blonde musician even if he didn't show it.
But of course, he was certain the other didn't feel the same way.
No. He likes someone else. Zexion thought with a sigh as he shut his journal once he had finished writing in it for the day. He keeps talking about this guy that he knows.
Zexion stood up and stretched before he walked out of his room, shutting off his light and closing the door behind him as he went.
"I bet he's beautiful, that guy he talks about." Zexion smiled a little as he sang to himself. "He'd better hold him tight, give him all his love, look into his eyes and realize he's lucky 'cause he's the reason for the teardrops on my…"
Zexion stopped and shook his head.
"Now I'm sounding sappy. Jeez. You see what you're doing to me?"
"Zexy….?"
Demyx poked his head into the Schemer's room and looked around before he entered.
"I wonder where he is…"
The blonde looked toward Zexion's desk and noticed a small black book laying on top.
"What's this?"
Demyx walked toward the desk and picked up the journal, noticing a 'VI' on the front, before he flipped it open and skimmed through the pages. He stopped on one in particular; it was dated 6-9-10 and titled Who is he?
He talked about that guy again. The one he likes. He compliments him a lot. Says he's smart, nice, and funny. I wonder who he is? Probably someone in the Organization. I bet it's Xigbar. But he's not really nice. It's definitely not the Superior, Xaldin, Saix, Marluxia, Vexen, Larxene, Roxas, or Xion. Luxord isn't really funny. Axel is surely not smart. That leaves only me, but I know that he doesn't like me the way I like him. Whoever he's talking about, I hope he knows that Demyx is special.
Demyx stared at the page, his head tilted slightly to the side as he tried to register what he had just read.
"Demyx?"
The blonde looked over his shoulder to see Zexion standing at the threshold, a can of Coke in his left hand.
"What are you doing in my room?"
"Oh, hey, Zexy!" Demyx grinned. "I just came to see if you-"
Zexion spotted his journal in Demyx's hands and quickly strode up to the blonde, snatching his journal back.
"You read my journal?"
"N-no! W-well….only a page…"
Zexion looked like he was about to reprimand Demyx before he suddenly began to pace back and forth, stopped after a few seconds and pointed his journal at the blonde, before he once again began to pace.
"S-sorry, Zexion. I didn't know it was a private journal."
Zexion stopped, glanced at Demyx, before he looked down at the journal in his right hand.
"You…know then?"
"Oh…um…Yeah…."
My life's ruined…Zexion thought with a sigh.
Demyx watched Zexion before he abruptly grabbed his right arm, the journal and can of coke dropping to the ground, and turned the Schemer to face him.
"Zexion, you know that guy I always talk about?"
"Yeah. How could I not? You talk about him every day."
Demyx looked pensive for a moment before he pulled Zexion closer and kissed him.
"Wh-what….?" Zexion asked when the blonde pulled away.
"Silly. The guy that I always talk about is you."
"Me…?" Zexion blushed. "You think I'm funny?"
"You don't talk much…but I know you're funny."
Zexion looked at the ground, not even caring that Demyx was still holding him. "No….I'm not funny…"
Demyx placed his finger underneath Zexion's chin and lifted it up so that the Schemer was looking him in the eyes.
"I think you're funny…" He murmured before he once again kissed Zexion.
Zexion smiled slightly into the kiss.
His secret had been found out thanks to his journal.
Funny thing was…
He didn't care.
And that's the end. The next chapter is Karaoke. Oooh, what could it be? And a special guest will appear. Hint: He's Axel's cousin. Anybody who can guess right will get a cookie and a fluffy hug from Dem-Dem-chan. R and R, please.